I'm sorry. No matter where you are from or how long you've lived somewhere, you never get used to huge dumpings of snow. Ten inches is one things, but 24 inches with 40-60 mph winds is another.
The impending snow was big news Tuesday night, so we all were buzzing regarding whether or not we'd actually have a snow day. Snow days are elusive. They seemed abundant while growing up. They were magical.
I woke up Wednesday morning and called the Kohl's Continuity Hotline, which is fancy corp speak for weather hotline, and it told me that Kohl's Corp would remain open. WTF?!?! There was a state emergency! How could they?
My phone blew up immediately from the calls of coworkers starting the "I'm not going in, are you?" game. It was exhausting. People were carrying guilty for not going in when there is a blizzard and state of emergency. Insane. I'm tired of the retail world creating this perception that what we do is important. It's not. I shouldn't have to have guilty for not being able to get some halloween tablecloths shot for packaging. The world will still revolve if this waits another day. If we were curing cancer, I would have been out there digging with a spoon to get to work. Unfortunately, we are not. Therefore, my workplace can eat it.
Here is a pic of Lake Shore Drive in Chicago after the snowicane. Granted, I live in Milwaukee, but it's was really no different up there. Snow up to my hips!
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